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Sunday, October 10, 2010

Void

a draining pool of darkness
this empty
this blue-hot pit
of black
#000000
is what it registers.
as her heart beats,
the blood seeps
the suspension of life fails slowly
as the pit seethes.
her life swirls into
nothing
only to be torn
and destroyed
(transported)
in (to) another realm
where she feels
unfamiliar
lost
dead,
as this worm hole in her chest
slowly eats at her
tastefully
only to leave part of her
empty,
voided.

6/9/2010

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